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Pit Stop
Racer Anita (anita0718)
Race Number 478
Date Wed, 20 Aug 2025 14:47:43
Speed 104 WPM Try to beat?
Accuracy 99%
Rank 2nd place (out of 5)

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I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning, how you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turn'd over upon me, and parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stript heart, and reach'd till you felt my beard, and reach'd till you held my feet.
— (book) by Walt Whitman (see stats)

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